Lawnmaster - Splendid Isolation

Leave me on the shelf
Among my anthologies of science fiction
Japanese tea
And my four poster bed
Leave me to myself
There's no cure for this terminal affliction
Nobody else
Needs to live in my head

Splendid isolation
Suits me fine

Down the corner store
Everything's past the date of expiration
Don't wanna walk
Any further than that
Going hard's a bore
Going home is a permanent temptation
To water the plants
Check the mail, feed the cat

I've got a Rega Planar
I've got a Neumann microphone
I've got a hotel bathrobe
And a pale yellow rotary telephone

Since you went away
There is no change in my general disposition
I had a world
That was waiting for me
Songs come every day
I don't need you to provide the ammunition
I'm eating fine
Paleo, gluten free

I've got my old New Yorkers
I've got the works of Raymond Jones
I've got my Call of Duty
And a pale yellow rotary telephone
Just a functioning rotary telephone
Please don't call on my rotary telephone

Just leave me in
Splendid isolation
Without you

Written by:
Ken Double

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